It was the early morning shift and the entrance of the steel plant was bustling with people coming and going.

Wei Dingbang put Lu Manyue down. Lu Manyue, who was sleeping soundly, opened her eyes drowsily and called out "Wei Dingbang".

Wei Dingbang patted her on the shoulder and asked her in a low voice, "Do you want to go in now, or should I carry you in later when there are fewer people?"

Now when they are in a relationship and go shopping on the street, they would prefer a three-meter-wide road with one person walking on each side. Last time, the person was unconscious, so he carried the person and ran away. This time, if he continues to carry the person on his back and walks in without caring about anything, he is not afraid of people pointing fingers at him, but he is worried that this little coward will lose face by allowing himself to be beaten.

Lu Manyue immediately sobered up after listening to the noisy voices.

Someone has seen them.

The incident of jumping off the building and then jumping into the ditch that day caused such a big fuss that many people in the factory must have heard about it.

Now they were all looking at her and Wei Dingbang as if they were seeing something strange.

Hey, that’s not right. Why is Wei Dingbang wearing a beard again... Not only a beard, but also a tattered straw hat.

Lu Manyue reached out to pull Wei Dingbang's fake beard. Wei Dingbang glanced at her and whispered, "Stop it."

"Why are you wearing a fake beard again when you return home?" Lu Manyue was puzzled.

"I'm used to this kind of look."

"I'm not going to do anything bad. You're acting like an underground organization worker is going to assassinate Dongying Ghost."

Wei Dingbang raised his eyebrows. It was not like he had not done that before.

He crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Whenever he goes out, he changes his clothes; it has become a habit for him.

So far, the only person in the steel plant who has seen his true face is Lu Manyue.

"Lu Manyue really found an old and ugly man. She is really crazy."

"She didn't want the young and elegant son of the factory director, but insisted on marrying an old man crying and shouting. She must be crazy."

"It's better that it's broken. Now she's married to an old man, and Yang Chengshi is still single. Isn't this a good opportunity for everyone?"

After seeing the surprise, the female workers walked into the workshop one after another, laughing as they walked.

Most of the workers in the steel mill are men, and there are very few female workers. Generally, they are those who come in to replace their parents' jobs because their families have no sons. In a situation where there are more men than women, female workers are naturally sought after and treated preferentially.

But compared with the dusty workshop workers, the clerks working in the factory office are naturally more favored by the female workers.

Yang Chengshi had a baby face. He had already found a scapegoat for his espionage in the female workers' bathhouse. He had also been an educated youth for three years under the guise of going to the countryside to work. In addition, his father was about to be promoted to factory director. Naturally, he was the perfect man for these greedy female workers.

Lu Manyue had sharp ears, so she naturally heard what the female workers said. She stared at Wei Dingbang with wide eyes and complained: "See, people are saying you are an old man again. You are obviously very good-looking, but you insist on hiding it. You are just inviting people to talk about you."

"They all like guys like Yang Chengshi. If I don't dress like this, what will they do if they compete with you for men?

"With your thin arms and legs, who among them can you snatch?"

Lu Manyue thought about it carefully and felt that what Wei Dingbang said made sense. She reached out and tore the rotten straw hat a few more times, tearing it a little more.

"Pull your hat down a little more, it still won't be ugly enough." Lu Manyue looked at Wei Dingbang with a worried look on her face.

This simple-minded little wife.

She really thought that someone would snatch the old man from her.

After most of the people who went to work had left, the entrance of the steel plant became quiet again.

Wei Dingbang picked up Lu Manyue again and walked inside quickly.

Li Fen stood in front of the dormitory building, looking forward to it. As soon as she saw the two people, she smiled and walked forward to greet them.

The moment Lu Manyue saw Li Fen greeting her with a smile, she felt mixed emotions.

Li Fen held her hand and asked about her well-being, which made her feel confused, as if all the calculations and estrangement between mother and daughter, and even her absurd guess, were all her imagination.

Wei Dingbang responded indifferently, but his eyes were like knives, stabbing Li Fen again and again.

Li Fen asked him to send the person back to the room. He carried the person on his back and put her on a bench in the outer hall. Lu Manyue sat at one end, and he sat next to her, looking up at Li Fen intently.

Li Fen's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly tried to cover it up by pretending to be friendly and asking them if they wanted some water.

Lu Manyue quickly shook her head. She didn't dare to accept the things her mother gave her.

Wei Dingbang said that in order to get home in time, he got up before dawn and walked for several hours from the countryside to the steel plant. He hadn't even had breakfast yet and was a little hungry.

Li Fen said there were still steamed buns in the cafeteria, then she turned around and left with a smile.

After the people had left, Lu Manyue said to Wei Dingbang with a troubled look on her face: "Well, my mother doesn't know how to choose steamed buns. The steamed buns she buys must not taste good."

How could she get Wei Dingbang to agree to go hungry and not eat the food her mother brought? Lu Manyue thought this was a brain-racking question.

"If it doesn't taste good, then don't eat hers. I'll look for the kitchen...

Oh, you people in the city use honeycomb coal stoves, not stoves. Let me see what's on the chopping board.

I'll make you something to eat. You cried all night last night, so you must be very hungry." Wei Dingbang was rummaging through the drawers in the Lu family's house, saying without any politeness.

"I cried all night long, and it was all because of you. I was sleeping well, but you made me cry for most of the night." Lu Manyue puffed up her cheeks, looking a little angry.

"This is what happens when an old house catches fire. It will be fine after a while." Wei Dingbang naturally took out a small half bag of flour from the cupboard, found a large enamel basin and put the whole bag of flour in it, added water and salt, stirred it, and stretched out his hand to knead the dough.

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